Nyx
LOBO -Predator PressAs I slowly wake up, how and why Barbarossa is driving me home from Vegas is growing clearer.
"Man," he says as I slap his hands away from the radio. "These office parties just aren't the same with out Maddy."
"How far away are we from food?" I demand, scanning billboards. "And who is 'Maddy?'"
"Mads!" he blurts in disbelief, like that clears it up. "The crazy girl with all the tattoos?"
Vaguely remembering, I ask "How is she doing? Hey take this exit, or I'm going to pee in my own car."
"Dude, it only has 16,000 miles on it" he concedes, eyes wide as he decelerates. "She got married in October. Husband disappeared four days later. The cops finally issued a warrant to have her questioned, but she violated probation … " He does a flourish with his free hand. "Poof."
"Huh," I says. "So Maddy is single?"
"She asks about you all the time."
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